Do you love me? Do you mean what you say?

Do you know how it feels like when you just know it's never going to be but somehow.. you have that tiny bit of you that wants to believe.

I feel like my soul has been sucked out of me. I'm just this hollow shell.

I felt like ending my life today. I was by the pool and I felt lonely. No. I wasn't going to drown myself. I have bigger plans.

It was like being in this dark tunnel with no light, you're exhausted and the only way to survive is to move on.. but what if on is nothing just another path of endlessness? Do you go or do you chose to give up?

It's 2010. I gained 8 kilograms, lost a job and boyfriend.